Fireice

Well i'm late. I'm actually really happy this is still going on after all these years. I just wanted to read my old character bios from the L4D Rp, and it was there. Glad to see it's still. *looks at various post dates* *Clears throat* Still going.

I'm on the fence about this. I'm sure you're a good roleplayer, and we have that rule about child characters, though I fear a little for the guardian character being chained to doing what ever this child character does. All the time. Everywhere. I also just hate children.

No context required.

Thanks bud

Found a bug Its been taken care of. -Legion

Update 2 7/18/17 6:29 PM

Make Jane doe.

I don't know of any besides the ones in PAC 3 But if there were perhaps more physics models besides capes, and cloth. Maybe like a trench coat model, or real baggy shorts, or maybe badass physics wigs Or maybe I'm an idiot.

Now I'm never adding Seth, faggot!

Just going of stereotypes. i'm sure there's a lotta hunters down in texas

+do the do

+neat

Could we get more hats and accessories models? I'd love a gentleman's cane, or pocket watch model. Heeeeh ya diq'ead

Could we get more hat, and accessory models?

Koorrect

First update 7/11/17 2:50 am

Post ya shit boys n' girls let's go!

+do a do

Sweet

It's almost like people don't like someone who knows how to use a sword. It's almost like theys jealous of a little IMAGINATION [spoil] ">[bbvideo=560,315] [/bbvideo][/spoil]

Character Name: Jarvis C. Lacroix Character Sex: Male Character Age: 26 Character Equipment: A wardrobe of dress attire, a tailoring kit, and a... handlebar mustache. Strengths: People skills. good with people, and incredibly polite || decent sword skills. Has a few duels, and competitions under his belt along with all the LARPing. Correct angle, correct arch. Though nothing fancy. || Athletic. He runs. || Cooking. MMmmmmnh. Yeah buddy. Weaknesses: A little too nice. He will try to make friends of the bandit prisoner or something || A little too trusting. Then said bandit will exploit his trust || hesitant to hurt anything. Then he might not have it in him to pull the trigger || Coward " I- uhm. Uuhhnnm... I... Can't. Fight..." || Character Backstory: Jarvis was born into money. Grew up with a great family. Never got into fights. Ate nice food. Joined prestigious clubs. Went to school over seas. Not necessarily a spoiled rich kid, though he never really knew struggle. Everyone liked him. Life is good. Between schooling, and swordsmanship classes he enjoyed cinema. He was always inspired by the servant, or butler roles. So. One day Jarvis stood, and turn to mother. "Mère, je veux être un majordome." And so they found classes for aspiring butlers during the summer days. Mademoiselle Sophie was a harsh teacher. Whipped a student with a riding crop anytime one didn't have correct posture, placed the silverware a jaunty angles, or even had a tiny wrinkle on their shirt, though she was fair. A few students couldn't handle how traditional she was. Jarvis however looked up to her with stars in his eyes, and welts all over. Honestly he wasn't the best specimen, Though Mademoiselle Sophie admired Jarvis' determination to be a top notch butler. And practiced he did. At home, at the store, at school, at the dojo. Quite proud of himself he was. The years pass, Jarvis is now a semi accomplished butler for a family far more wealthy than his ever was, and that is quite alright. Cleaning the estate, catering to the Mrs' Horses, having tea time with the little ones, Setting the table for dinner, and taking out the trash. One would ponder how one enjoys cleaning, and catering to others. They were almost like a second family to him. He loved them. Though work was still work, what sane person wouldn't like some time off. Especially to the americas no doubt for poor diet, and cowboy accents. Now he's here, by himself travelling from bus to bus for a vacation through the colonies.

Jarvis C. Lacroix Height: 6' 2" Weight: 155 lbs Build: Fit Age: 26 Faith: None Ethnicity: Irish/french descent Eyes: Brown Hair: Slick back, or neatly combed Facial hair: Clean shaven with a gentlemanly mustache mmnnh'yes. Preferred style of fashion: Dress suits, and the like. Favorite color: Red temperament: Do hope you're on my good side||||||||||||[]|||||Greeting everyone with that contagious smile of his Current mood: It's intense, but... Well seeing someone smile through all this brings me one as well. Behavior: Jarvis is a well mannered gentleman. Acts with politeness, and tries hard to never speak in out of anger, or raise his voice. He tries hard to be everyone's friend, and will even try to befriend those he may have trouble with. His capacity for patience could seem exhausting to others sometimes. Backstory: Jarvis was born into money. Grew up with a great family. Never got into fights. Ate nice food. Joined prestigious clubs. Went to school over seas. Not necessarily a spoiled rich kid, though he never really knew struggle. Everyone liked him. Life is good. Between schooling, and swordsmanship classes he enjoyed cinema. He was always inspired by the servant, or butler roles. So. One day Jarvis stood, and turn to mother. "Mère, je veux être un majordome." And so they found classes for aspiring butlers during the summer days. Mademoiselle Sophie was a harsh teacher. Whipped a student with a riding crop anytime one didn't have correct posture, placed the silverware at jaunty angles, or even had a tiny wrinkle on their shirt, though she was fair. A few students couldn't handle how traditional she was. Jarvis however looked up to her with stars in his eyes, and welts all over. Honestly he wasn't the best specimen, Though Mademoiselle Sophie admired Jarvis' determination to be a top notch butler. And practiced he did. At home, at the store, at school, at the dojo. Quite proud of himself he was. The years pass, Jarvis is now a semi accomplished butler for a family far more wealthy than his ever was, and that is quite alright. Cleaning the estate, catering to the Mrs' Horses, having tea time with the little ones, Setting the table for dinner, and taking out the trash. One would ponder how one enjoys cleaning, and catering to others. They were almost like a second family to him. He loved them. Though work was still work, what sane person wouldn't like some time off. Especially to the americas no doubt for poor diet, and cowboy accents. Now he's here, by himself travelling from bus to bus for a vacation through the colonies. Skills Best Pretty goodokayKind of okaynot so goodsucks Being a butler- "I haven't been in the trade for too long, but I believe my skills may impress anyone... At least here in this country French- "Je parle la langue de l'amour" (Of course it's translated. Sue me.) Swordplay, and melee weapons- "Quite a good pass time back home." Cooking- "Do mine ears deceive me? Is that a challenge falling from those lips?" Tailoring- "Oh I used to sew my little brothers clothes together all the time." Guns- "Well, I did rifle shooting during high school." Working with guns- "Please be something simple..." Hand to hand combat- "I will show you the effectiveness of... tactically running away" Confrontation "Oh, dear I- I am terribly sorry. Sir- ohh, I'm ssssure that piece is well polished sir." Strengths Strong will: Although sometimes he may stagger, and falter. Once he finds the strength he refuses to let emotions get in the way of survival, and hard decisions. Neat: You come into his place, and you might think the apocalypse never happened. At least for a moment. People person: Jarvis has an unwavering belief that he can find the good in anyone, no matter how far gone they may be Morale booster: Despite times of desperation, and stress. He will put on that gentle smile of his, and bring you back on your feet. Weaknesses Coward: He tends to avoid confrontation, or finds an excuse to avoid fending off the dead unless he really has to. By little means is he a fighter. Never really knew struggle: violently thrown into this new world. Jarvis will probably not cope well with low supplies, and a torn suit. People person: It is perhaps easy to exploit his trust. Relationships: Lover Practically family Good friend Good to have around Acknowledged Stranger I. Don't know what to think Would be better without Go away Dead / Infected / missing Nigel-Thanks for looking out for me lexi- It is, great to see you patrick- Oh, goodness. I thought we lost you there Chip- We'll get through this Maya- A little diversity is healthy I suppose Marceline- I suppose playing video games can be a job. backston- I, do suppose you are a good fighter Britney- Hnhn, you're height deceives me Wade- Where have you gone? Rudy- My goodness boy do you hold nothing sacred? Theme Main ">[bbvideo=560,315] [/bbvideo] Solitude ">[bbvideo=560,315] [/bbvideo]